Immortal Voices Chapter 814: Gossip

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A giant net constructed by those karmic flames appeared in Rong Xian’s consciousness instantly. She only glanced at it and saw clearly. Every marriage temple is in its place, and every cluster of flames is in marriage. The temple is banned.

After checking that the Chonghe project was not tofu, Rong Xian calmly retracted his hand, the flame went out, and the flames in other places also fell silent.

Immediately, Rong Xian closed his eyes and stood in the cloud, and the torn apart divine consciousness began to connect.

Beijing Buzhou, Qianjing.

Almost at the moment when Rong Yang completed his mission, the incarnation of the golden dragon of Qi Luck stationed in the palace suddenly appeared in Xiwei Palace.

She wears a black gold dragon robe, full of shock in her majesty.

"Your Majesty." Hua Kun appeared next to Rong Xian's avatar for the first time.

The avatar nodded slightly, waved his hand and said: "I'm fine, you can help the prince with government affairs."

Hua Kun bowed his head and said: "Nuo, Chen retires."

After Hua Kun left, the avatar stretched out a hand in the void, and the map of the northern border continent appeared in the void out of thin air.

With a move of her mind, dense small flames appeared on it, and she only glanced over to see if the position of the flames was correct.

She took the lead to look at the Rongguo territory, and when she found that there was nothing wrong, she set her sights on the Eastern Jin Dynasty.

She could tell that everything was normal in the Eastern Jin Dynasty at a glance. It seems that Jiang Jin did a good job.

Daxia didn't need to look at it. Not only did Feng Yan live there, but there was also another incarnation of the deity. There were no problems. Of course, all the problems were solved directly.

Rong Xian's avatar glanced over other places, stopped somewhere on the map, her expression paused, and her eyes looked thoughtful.

After a while, she called in a deep voice: "Su Xuan."

Su Xuan, who was looking at Si Chaofu, walked out of the shadow abruptly, and the cold air around him condensed into ice.

That's the performance of his swordsmanship.

Su Xuan respectfully said: "The minister is here."

"Go and contact the second prince in the Echo Dojo and tell him to remove the traitor." Rong Xian transformed into those golden eyes with cold pride.

Rong Yang has the ability to do things, but people's vision needs to be strengthened. Those who he singles out have more or less problems.

Is it possible that this is a sequelae of having the memory of Wu Zun?

All things are empiricists?

The avatar pondered for a while, and didn't waste time on this matter.

With a flick of her fingertips, a ray of light penetrated into Su Xuan's mind.

"This is the area where something went wrong. The person in charge of this area will be executed directly." She relentlessly ordered.

Su Xuan's expression stunned, and he immediately responded: "No."

He turned and left, as if the storm was carrying the depression and gloom of the storm behind him.

Anyone who dares to betray your Majesty, Zhu.

After Su Xuan left, the incarnation of Rong Xian set his eyes on the position of Ziyun Taoist Temple.

All the fire here has been destroyed, that is to say, Ziyun Dojo is holding her back.

The corners of her mouth curled up, and she sighed slightly: "There are always people #不见coffins不落泪#."

After making up his mind, Rong Xian's avatar inspected the rest of the northern border continent, and found that there was no problem, his body collapsed and turned into a sea of ​​fortune.

Other places are convenient for other incarnations of the deity.

The southern desert continent, sitting cross-legged in the depths of the hopeless forest in the same boat, the sword marks flashing between the eyebrows, the whole body is raging with sword energy.

A map of the southern barren continent also appeared in front of him, with the direction of mountains and rivers on it being extremely clear, as if the entire continent was reduced.

Beside him, Emperor Lu Mao lazily squatted beside him with a dried fish in his mouth.

"What's your name? How can you have the breath of Rongxian?" Lu Maohuang asked curiously.

The same boat glanced at the figure of the cat king who has not grown up for so many years, and said with a blank expression: "If your majesty can use curiosity on your height, now you are probably the strongest cat of the cat clan, and Not like it is now..."

His words stopped, but Lu Maohuang exploded: "If you have the ability, you can go on."

The very capable fellow said directly: "Like an unweaned kid."

Lu Maohuang widened his eyes: "Are you really embarrassed to talk about it?"

The same boat is at a loss: "Why am I embarrassed to be honest?"

Lu Maohuang:......

Okay, I lost at the bottom.

It flicked its tail unhappily, with a little tiptoe, and walked away silently with graceful catwalks.

Unfortunately.

It knows that it is not easy to bully if it has something to do with Rong Xian's ball.

For the departure of Emperor Lu Mao, Tong Zhou didn't even give it a look.

The business matter is important. The same boat glanced at the densely packed map in front of him, and at a glance, the intensive phobia called the creepy flames, and the two sword qi appeared out of thin air and hit two places.

Looking at the place, it is obviously the Imperial Palace of the Wei Kingdom and the National Teacher's Mansion.

The eyes in the same boat that are shrouded in cold and metallic golden light are indifferent and cold, without a trace of emotion.

It's time to go to the Wei State Palace.

The only fire in the Southern Wasteland is the imperial palace of the State of Wei and the Palace of the National Teachers.

It seems that the protection at these two places is very tight, and even the children of Lu Maohuang can't help.

In that case, he was the only one who had acted in person.

The same boat carefully considered the plan, and turned into a sword light toward the position of a certain big demon.

For a moment, he carried the body of the great demon and headed towards the Wei army.

I believe that the military merits accumulated this time will definitely give him enough reason to return to the capital of Wei to receive the reward.

As for how to settle the karmic fire after returning to the capital of Wei State, that's what happened next.

In Dongsheng Buzhou, Jiang Feiran and Zhao Hu stopped outside the imperial city of Great Zhou.

Looking at the towering imperial city, what you see is a sense of heavy ancient vicissitudes and sadness. This is the tragic and majestic after going through wind, rain and war.

Jiang Feiran couldn't help but admire: "What a city, it's so beautiful."

Zhao Hu looked at the boy in front of him blankly. He had been wandering for more than four years, and he was so relieved that a baby had grown up to a boy.

Ahhh, as long as he thinks that he has worked so hard to pull this bear child up, and the bear child will look for him all day long, Zhao Hu's heart is full of anger.

"You have read it now, can you go now?" Zhao Hu asked weakly.

They traveled all the way to the Great Zhou Dynasty. After Jiang Feiran's excuse, "I want to see the place under the jurisdiction of the Emperor Zhou, who is on par with his father", he was suddenly taken to the imperial city by Jiang Feiran.

Zhao Hu: Isn't it just a city? What catches your eyes.

Jiang Feiran has an expression of #你无理取闹# and dare not say: "This city is so beautiful, you can walk away with just one glance? Are you still not a man?"

Zhao Hu's face turned black. Is he a man who doesn't need a city to judge?

Jiang Feiran is still going on, his little mouth is babbling, his cheeks are slightly flushed, his eyes are shining: "Don't you think its body is just right? Not only that, its temperament is fresh and refined. Take a look. It's a story. Although its face has suffered from the vicissitudes of life, it has also become more charming and attractive because of the damage it has suffered..."

The young boy admired his face and sang the imperial city in front of him with an emphasis of chanting: "It looks charming and mysterious, with an amiable writing style, and beautiful eyes..."

Zhao Hu twitched the corner of his mouth, and showed a tired smile with difficulty.

I don't know what's going on. He has been with Jiang Feiran for four years. During these four years, he has also taught children a lot of knowledge, but how did his temperament mutate into a playboy.

Listen to this tune. Fortunately, he knew that this man was praising the city, but he didn’t know that he thought it was a disciple who was molesting a good family woman.

Zhao Hu felt that a person like him could not change the temperament of Jiang Feiran's dude, it must be because of his father's pot.

The son inherits his father's business, and the son Xiao father, this kind of thing is very common.

Zhao Hu's ears were muddy by this numb compliment, his eyes were dead and he said, "Master Jiang, are you going or are you going?"

The interrupted Jiang Feiran licked his lips intently, righteously saying: "Go? Where to go? This is my home."

A big question mark slowly appeared above Zhao Hu.

Are you serious?

Zhao Hu was silent for a moment and said, "If I remember correctly, your home should be Qinglongcheng?"

Jiang Feiran didn't feel a little embarrassed, he said confidently: "I'm such a big person, of course I'm home from all over the world."

He sneaked a glance at Zhao Hu's dark face, and reluctantly added: "Which city is beautiful, which city is my home."

Zhao Hu: "..." Co-authoring you are still a ‘yan control’.

It's the city that controls it.

Zhao Hu took a deep breath, then spit it out, deliberately distorting his thoughts and said: "You are still young, and you are not suitable for being a "all over the world"."

Jiang Feiran looked up at him, and asked blankly: "What kind of lake is Jianghu? Do people there live in the lake?"

Zhao Hu:...

Just play stupid.

I don't know why, Zhao Hu looked at the city in front of him now, and it was a little more delicate. If he ran into it hard or pressed someone's head into it, it would be wonderful.

Unconsciously, Zhao Hu was about to become blackened by Jiang Feiran's stimulation.

I don’t know if it’s a danger, Jiang Feiran smiled purely and said to Zhao Hu, "Brother Zhao, are you hungry. You must be hungry if you take me all the way, otherwise you won’t have eyesight. It's green. Go, I'll treat you to something delicious."

After a pause, he tentatively asked: "You won't refuse me, will you?"

Zhao Hu nodded helplessly, regardless of whether his inquiry was a pun.

In the past few years, this kind of thing happened more than once or twice, and he got used to it.

The two walked towards the imperial city together.

As a result, he just walked to the gate of the city, Jiang Feiran looked up at the gossip mirror hanging high above the gate, his face was blank for a moment.

He knocked the sky in his heart: "The mirror makes me feel very bad, do you know what's going on?"

Cangtian, who has been autistic for nearly five years, looked at the gossip mirror and gloated, "Congratulations, as long as you walk in and be photographed by the gossip mirror, you will be overturned."

The words have no beginning or end. Jiang Feiran's eyes deepened, as if he had thought of something, and his tone affirmed: "Can it reflect my true identity?"

It stands to reason that Rong Xian's deity can be regarded as a completely new person after tearing a trace of his soul and reincarnation. This soul is all male, and his origins are extremely innocent.

But Zhou Gong’s gossip mirror doesn’t take an ordinary path. The person it shines is looking at the origin of the soul.

In other words, Jiang Feiran moved towards the next stop in the gossip mirror, and the person who appeared was Rong Xian Benxian.

Jiang Feiran: "..."

With such a freshman gossip mirror hanging here, what kind of princess Sizhen is embarrassed to invite to Da Zhou?

After coming here, the vests couldn't cover all of them.

Isn't this a meat bun?

heitui!

tui!

Sizhen is really heartbreaking.

The conscience is too bad.

The sky chuckled and asked you to open your waistcoat all day long, come and come, madly waves under the gossip mirror of the Great Zhou Dynasty.

I don’t think you are embarrassed or embarrassed by being dismantled face-to-face.

It's not that the sky doesn't care for the child. The key is that the child is too badly beaten. When the child is not life-threatening, looking at the child's dark history is simply refreshing.

Rong Xian, who stared at Jiang Feiran’s shell, seemed to guess what he was thinking, and said confidently: "Embarrassment is impossible, it is impossible in this life."

As long as I don't feel embarrassed, it is someone else who is embarrassed.

The main problem now is how to safely avoid the gossip mirror and enter the Great Zhou Dynasty.

Ke Huo is just behind the imperial city, but a gossip mirror stopped him outside.

"Why don't you go in?" Zhao Hu saw Jiang Feiran's footsteps stop, and asked helplessly, "What do you want to do?"

Jiang Feiran turned his face like a book: "Let's not go in for the time being. I suddenly feel that this city is abominable, with a gloomy and introverted temperament, and it must be a hidden dirt and dirt."

Zhao Hu was stunned, almost couldn't help but want to grab Jiang Feiran's collar and shouted: Do you know what you said just now?

Within less than half a cup of tea, you slapped yourself?

He finally persuaded himself to enter the imperial city, but he didn't expect that the culprit who turned around and made the request was lost.

Zhao Hu grabbed Jiang Feiran's back collar clothes and said grimly: "If you don't enter, you have to enter."

Jiang Feiran's face turned blue, like a cat whose neck was strangled by fate, extremely weak.

He madly knocked on the sky in his heart: "Simply, let me enter the imperial city simpler."

Cangtian hard air said: "No."

Jiang Feiran: "..."

I made a mistake. I didn't expect Da Zhou to have such a treasure.

"I advise you not to think about stealing or destroying the gossip mirror on the city gate. It is only the sub-mirror of the gossip mirror. The real gossip mirror is still in the hands of Zhou Tianzi." Cangtian seemed to guess that Jiang Feiran was thinking What? Just open his mouth and block his back.

Jiang Feiran, do you think I can't help it?

Don’t forget, I brought my own plug-ins along the way, and I have renewed them for four years.

Jiang Feiran was silent for a while, stretched out his hand to pinch Zhao Hu's wrist, and Ai Ai said in a certain tone: "Brother Zhao, I want to go to the city."

Zhao Hu: "If you want to enter, just enter, I didn't hold you back from letting you in."

Jiang Feiran was dizzy and weeping, and said in a sad tone: "Did you see the mirror on the wall? I can't get in with it."

Zhao Hu shook the goose bumps on his body: "You speak well."

Jiang Feiran's eyes widened, staring at Zhao Hu pitifully without speaking.

Zhao Hu covered his face and said: "It's useless to see me. If I have the ability to destroy that gossip mirror, the life style of Broom Star will not matter."

Jiang Feiran smiled sweetly and clenched a fist to encourage him: "I believe Brother Zhao, Brother Zhao is a loophole in heaven. What you want to do will be successful."